Other people's standards do not make you rethink your own.
Guess what? It's my 2.5last day at work!!! And you can barely understand how elated and relieved I feel.. How shld I go about describing it??? Okay, how about this>> You can practically peel one smile after another off my face and yet still find a grinning adeline. Yum okay I'll probably miss different, striking traits of certain special colleagues that are ever so endearing to me but I shan't go about describing each and everyone of them. Don't get the wrong idea, it's not that I'm afraid that my stand will waver. Three months spent working in 2 different environment.. Somehow every institution I join/ enrol myself in will always end up renovating/shifting. It's the same for my two primary schools, my secondary school, my junior college and now my workplace. Well, I've learnt quite alot from this job, I'm sure I've even though I can't tell you what offhand. One thing to note is that I've discovered a newfound hatred; and it's with taking MRTs during rush hour, it just make me feel disheartened/ peeved at the extent ppl can go to rest their butts that can't seem to be exposed to air (or they'll prolly find their butts fested with worms??? ) Their butts are in love with plastic seats. R(upert) always says I let other things affect my mood (too much) and I get pissed with things that I shldn't be bothered about and yeah I agree >: I'm trying to change!
Apart from work, I've been indulging in storybooks, books by Nicholas Sparks (I'm sure you've heard his name more than once. He's sooo famous) and Mason, Carol. I don't think Mason is a full-fledged author (in terms of popularity) cuz NLB catalogue only has 1 of her books and that's the one I've on my lap right now. 'Send Me A Lover'. I don't know what I was thinking when I decide to borrow this book. It's a book about the death of a husband. Reading it sent gushes of strong feelings down my emotion track. She writes as though.. she's lost her husband before and the best thing is.. she makes me worry about losing my own, even though I've none to begin with. (So now I'm worried about losing my dear Rupert ):) Ahhh I don't know how to convey my exact feelings but basically I pondered alot about 'If I die will I want my husband to find a new spouse?' and 'If yes, do I love him enough?' and 'If no, am I being selfish? Then again, do I love him enough?!??!' To put it more clearly, if I love my husband I guess I'll not want to share him with others; I mean who in the right mind will want their spouse to be intimate with others?? I wouldnt want to be replaced. In fact, I hate the idea of it. But if I love him enough, my love would have been all-sacrifical right? Then again, who sets the boundaries as to which kind of love is the 'true' or the 'right' kind of love?
So right now if I throw this question onto your face, what answer will you give me and how good do you feel about your answer? ):
(I've gotten an answer out of Rupert. I feel okay about it cuz he gave me the best, the most careful answer I suppose. I settled with it cuz I feel that it's at least, heartfelt (:)
There's an excerpt from the Very Marvellous Book and it'll probably tell you alot more about how I'm feeling about my university apps than if I were to try to write them in my own words.
'I wish we could all have an inbuilt green light that would come on to show us that the choices we are making are right.
But all we have is our hearts, and our hunches.
I suppose I have a good hunch.'
'I love you more than the no of mm(s) from the Sun to Pluto'
'I love you more than the no of seconds have past since life exists on Earth'
What's today's? :D
Apart from work, I've been indulging in storybooks, books by Nicholas Sparks (I'm sure you've heard his name more than once. He's sooo famous) and Mason, Carol. I don't think Mason is a full-fledged author (in terms of popularity) cuz NLB catalogue only has 1 of her books and that's the one I've on my lap right now. 'Send Me A Lover'. I don't know what I was thinking when I decide to borrow this book. It's a book about the death of a husband. Reading it sent gushes of strong feelings down my emotion track. She writes as though.. she's lost her husband before and the best thing is.. she makes me worry about losing my own, even though I've none to begin with. (So now I'm worried about losing my dear Rupert ):) Ahhh I don't know how to convey my exact feelings but basically I pondered alot about 'If I die will I want my husband to find a new spouse?' and 'If yes, do I love him enough?' and 'If no, am I being selfish? Then again, do I love him enough?!??!' To put it more clearly, if I love my husband I guess I'll not want to share him with others; I mean who in the right mind will want their spouse to be intimate with others?? I wouldnt want to be replaced. In fact, I hate the idea of it. But if I love him enough, my love would have been all-sacrifical right? Then again, who sets the boundaries as to which kind of love is the 'true' or the 'right' kind of love?
So right now if I throw this question onto your face, what answer will you give me and how good do you feel about your answer? ):
(I've gotten an answer out of Rupert. I feel okay about it cuz he gave me the best, the most careful answer I suppose. I settled with it cuz I feel that it's at least, heartfelt (:)
There's an excerpt from the Very Marvellous Book and it'll probably tell you alot more about how I'm feeling about my university apps than if I were to try to write them in my own words.
'I wish we could all have an inbuilt green light that would come on to show us that the choices we are making are right.
But all we have is our hearts, and our hunches.
I suppose I have a good hunch.'
'I love you more than the no of mm(s) from the Sun to Pluto'
'I love you more than the no of seconds have past since life exists on Earth'
What's today's? :D